Walk of Love
My phone whistled with a text message from my sister. “Will you be free to chat tonight?" This seemed unusual. Generally she didn’t text me, except on weekends.
Later that night I called. “Hey, what’s up?" After some small talk, she broke the news.
“You remember that pain Stephen was having?” Pain. That’s right. We’d just been at their home in North Carolina, and he’d been complaining of abdominal pain.
“Does his abdomen still hurt?”
“Well, off and on. But his knee and ankle joints have been hurting. It came on fairly suddenly, and now he can’t walk.”
I caught my breath. Can’t walk! That’s …
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